Bes, bez. Bestie, beshie, sis, bruha.
It might seem an overused term but way back circa 1990s, this used to be a big word for me. Hanggang ngayon pa din naman. Pero noon mas malaking bagay siya sa akin.
What does a best friend mean?
According to Merriam Webster, best friend is defined as one’s closest and dearest friend.
In Filipino, we call it, matalik na kaibigan. So this means, whether it is a boy, girl, your pet. Whatever or whoever it is, as long as you consider her/him/it, as dear to you, then you can call her/him/it, your best friend.
Why does it matter so much to me before?
I used to be a very introvert child. I hate dealing with people. I cry when I see them. I only talk to my mom, dad and my sibling. I throw tantrums and hide inside a room whenever there were gatherings (I even have a picture of it haha)
When I started preparatory school, I began to get used to know different kinds of people. My teacher, my classmates, our tricycle driver, our janitress blah blah. I learned how to play and laugh with them so by this time, I was less scared of interacting with humans. When I reached grade school, I had to transfer to another institution. I had to adjust again. However at this point, I was now able to talk with lots of kids back then because my school was bigger than the previous one. I reached second grade and that was when I found the so-called,”slumbook.” Here, you reveal a bit of yourself by answering these questions: who was your first crush (landi yiheeeee), what is love, what is your favorite color and finally, who is your best friend. This was when I began to reevaluate the friends that I had. Who was that one person I can tell all my secrets, who I can truly be myself? And finally, I placed a name. She was one of my longest friends I have because up ’til now, we still communicate, we still meet. So that sums up to almost three decades of friendship. Yay! ❤
I had to transfer (again) during high school. It was kind of tough for me since this was another environment. A totally new one. But I had to adjust and found a group of friends during my first year. Here, I also found a friend who I once thought was my best friend. I was becoming more of the possessive (asshole XD) type of friend. I had so many insecurities back then and I was afraid of being left alone, being left behind (that’s why I acted that way..sigh..) I always fought with her to the point that many of our other friends including our guidance counselor knew about it. It was one of my regrets back then. We had great times but we dealt most with the fights blah blah. Sigh. It was a long and rocky road for the both of us. We graduated best friends though but not until we reached college. Time was our arch enemy. We had less talk, less conversations since we were both adjusting to our new environment. It came to a point where I realized that I was always the one who reaches out. And after lots and lots of thinking, I thought that hey, I was always the first to call them my best friend?! Lagi na lang ako ang nauuna. Hindi ba pupuwedeng sila naman. Do not get me wrong there.
Nothing wrong with being the first to call people your best friend (I realized that now) but before it was a thing to be dealt with. Maybe because I was too immature, too insecure, too childish. I just tried to understand her and well, just go on and kicked myself in the butt to move ahead. >:)
So maybe I gave up having best friends. I was a bit traumatized about having one. Maybe because I don’t want to feel sad anymore. I was afraid of rejection, I was scared of people leaving me behind. 😦 😦
I moved on with my life during the first few months of college. Thank the heavens for giving me lots of assignments, projects to deal with, I forgot all about the best friend thing. So as I was getting along with another new set of friends, I finally had (and I still have now) one of the people who I can truly call my best friend. We did the craziest things together: cut classes (don’t do this kids huh?!), told some weird stories together, laughed and shared almost everything. Although I still am the possessive type of friend 😦 but hey, I dealt with it okay?!
This time, it was a first for someone to call me her best friend. It was nice to have someone to call you their best friend. And the feeling was mutual as well. We had so many experiences that made our friendship stronger. At kung nababasa mo man ito, alam mo na yung mga yun. We knew that despite the distance and having a life of her own now that we are adults, we can still talk like it was before. No pretentions, just pure, transparent friendship.
Then there are these 2 favorite girls that despite having age differences, we have the same mind set. We have the same kalokohans. We share each others secrets. I could say that I am truly happy to find such wonderful beings in my life. Whenever I am too sad with my life, or whenever I achieved something, they are among one of the people I always first share it to. We came from different backgrounds, we had different tastes in music, we had different goals in life but we have the same kakulitan. And after all these years, we still click.
So after all the mumblings I mentioned above, these are my realizations:
In this time of my life, friends are very essential because I think, eventhough I had a great career, I had lots of money (weh), I possess things I haven’t had before, BUUUTT, if you don’t have friends, all of these earthly treasures are useless. Friends might come and go but those who are truly meant to stay will never leave you even if you thought they were.
I love you my best friends.
❤ ❤ ❤
One of the successful American sitcoms in the world – Friends.
Thanks again Mr. Google.